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Children of the Revolution: DCI Banks 21 Kindle Edition
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Multiple-award-winning, New York Times and #1 internationally bestselling author Peter Robinson returns with a superb tale of mystery and murder that takes Detective Chief Inspector Alan Banks and his colleague DI Annie Cabbot back to the early 1970s—a turbulent time of politics, change, and radical student activism—to solve a case that has been decades in the making
The body of disgraced college lecturer Gavin Miller is found on an abandoned railway line by a woman out walking her dog early one winter morning. In the four years since Miller's dismissal for sexual misconduct, he's been living like a hermit, listening to music from his college days and existing as frugally as possible on the outskirts of a small village. So where did he get the five thousand pounds found in his pocket?
Leading the investigation, Detective Chief Inspector Alan Banks begins to suspect that the victim's past may be connected to his death. Forty years earlier the dead man attended a university that was a hotbed of militant protest and divisive, bitter politics. And as the seasoned detective well knows, some grudges are never forgotten—or forgiven.
Just as Banks is about to break the case open, his superior warns him to back off or risk losing the promotion he has been promised. Yet Banks isn't about to stop, even if it means risking his career altogether. He's certain there's more to the mystery than meets the eye, and more skeletons to uncover before the case can finally be closed.--This text refers to an alternate kindle_edition edition.
- ASIN : B00C2UUQ50
- Publisher : Hodder & Stoughton (15 August 2013)
- Language : English
- File size : 1164 KB
- Text-to-Speech : Enabled
- Enhanced typesetting : Enabled
- X-Ray : Enabled
- Word Wise : Enabled
- Print length : 401 pages
- Best Sellers Rank: 87,937 in Kindle Store (See Top 100 in Kindle Store)
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The one discordant note in the novel is the relationship between Banks and his female officers. Somehow the relationship between Annie Cabot and Banks has seemed a bit contrived in the last few novels, and in this novel even more so. It may be time for Annie to make a last exit...
For Robinson fans this will not disappoint.
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As others have said, stating what Banks is listening to, what he's eating and what he's watching is shallow characterisation. It ends up doing nothing but extending the page count; I appreciate that what Banks does outside of work is an important side to the character but it seemed like filler and overkill here.
A disappointing 4/10.
COPY THE TWO LINES OF HTML BELOW, INCLUDING the nbsp line TO ADD TO THE END OF A CHAPTER.
Not many proof reading irritations this time.
Thought the story had too many strands and the eventual motive came along very late into the text. No need to punish the villain but unsatisfactory mishmash of an ending.
The dead man, Gavin Miller, turns out to have been a Child of the Revolution - a student at the University of Essex in the heady days of the early 1970s, when narcotic substances and extreme political philosophy loomed large in student life. His career in education came to an inglorious end when he was sacked from Eastvale College for alleged sexual harassment of two female students. Lacking the financial resources to remain in Eastvale, Miller has latterly occupied a remote cottage overlooking a disused railway line near the village of Coverton; his body is found beneath a bridge crossing the former trackbed, now a paved footpath. Did he jump, or was he pushed? And why does he have an envelope in his pocket containing £5,000 in used £50 notes?
Starting with little else but Miller's name and place of residence, the usual team of DI Annie Cabbot and DS Winsome Jackman, augmented by new DC Gerry (short for Geraldine) Masterson, begins the slow and painstaking business of rebuilding the story of his life. Miller proves to have been something of a loner, a shadowy figure never in the front rank of his peers or colleagues, and every aspect of his past needs to be pieced together from hard-won bits and pieces of information accumulated from every available source. This slow-moving procedure no doubt accounts for the complaints by other reviewers that the novel is boring or tedious. Every reader quite rightly has his or her own personal preferences, but I quite enjoyed following the slow and systematic search for clues - it seemed to me that the credibility of the story was enhanced by relying upon hard work rather than fortuitous circumstance to drive the plot forward. A couple of reviewers refer to stereotypes and clichés, but again I don't think that the criticism is wholly justified. For example, a substantial minority among the rich and powerful do seek to exert their influence improperly in order to gain personal advantage - reference to such behaviour is hardly a cliché!
I really enjoyed the first two-thirds of the book, but unhappily the remaining third fails to live up to the promise of the preceding chapters. In part this may be because the carefully-crafted investigation leaves too few potential suspects, but it also reflects something of a change of direction which takes the tale into less credible territory. I can't go into detail without spoiling the enjoyment of those who have yet to read the book, but I did guess the identity of the villain of the piece at a fairly early stage - not something I'm particularly good at! - and this inevitably suppressed any feeling of suspense or revelation in the closing chapters.
In summary, this is by no means a bad novel, but it isn't among Robinson's best, which is a pity because at his best he's a world-class writer. If I could use half-stars, I'd award three-and-a-half, but since it doesn't meet my criteria for four stars I've had to settle for three. Don't let that put you off too much, though - it's still an above-average crime novel, and if you've enjoyed the earlier books in the series you'll need to keep up to date with life as lived in Eastvale.
To end on a trivial note, I don't know whether the fault lies with the author or his editor but - as every Yorkshire lad should know - in Britain a fender is something that surrounds an old-fashioned fireplace, or the conglomeration of ropes and old tyres used to protect the sides of a boat - the corner panels of a motor vehicle are either wings or mudguards. And do we really need to have such exhaustive details of Banks's menu selections and choice of background music?
Finally, by the time my pre-ordered copy of this book arrived it had been on sale in high street booksellers for almost three weeks. This has happened two or three times over the past year or so - has anyone else had similar problems?